Returning to Sydney after six months of backpacking strolled x Australia, I was amazed at how the city had changed in so little time: shops that had been replaced, new premises, a new subway under the station that was not there before ... and I was wondering ... "I wonder if Parma will be changed in a year ??"... "Imagine Parma ... it's not Sydney!"
No, Parma isn't at all Sydney ... xo, I do not know if I am now I see with different eyes, but it seems to have become more beautiful! Maybe it's just because a mild and sunny autumn that he had never seen (since I arrived I have yet to review the fog!), But it seems so organized ... Solar ... ... alive! The credit is for sure the super Correggio exhibition that was staged and that has attracted droves of tourists never before seen in the city. There's even a new information center (or office computer =), if you prefer!) That, no joke, would be the envy those Australians!
Not to mention the Apennines ... an autumn so colorful and bright I did not remember ... In 25 years I have made millions of times the road Parma-Fugazzola and I was not ever pull the car to stop and take a picture ... 
Jumps the Devil - Chiastre (PR) Maybe it's just that to be so much time away from home you learn to appreciate more what you have ... who knows ...
Anyway, the main reason why I return to write in spite of my adventure in the land of kangaroos has been completed for nearly a month is that with respect Photos and diary of my memories, I realized that my blog has a big hole. For the record, a gap of one month, ranging from Katherine in Melbourne ... going around longer than you can do to get there ... ;)
strictly 9500 km in the car ...
When I look back now, I am wondering if I really did ...
Well, we left the Northern Territory a lifetime ago, precisely on July 25 ... and we got in the way to Kununurra, the first village worthy of the name in Western Australia!
The landscape changes from the start: the mountains of red rock and huge baobab characterize the area of \u200b\u200bthe Kimberley ...
The road is anything but straight and is not uncommon for slow work in progress, a single-lane bridges that cross rivers dry, or cows in the road ! It 's amazing that this is the only road linking the WA with the rest of the continent (and it is not uncommon in the wet season flooding x is closed!).
At the end there was a small change in plans and we stopped a bit 'before Kununurra in a campsite on Lake Argyle, the largest artificial lake in the Southern Hemisphere! We planted the shade of a tent baobab in the morning and we granted an unscheduled stroll around the lake ... that really deserved a break!
arrived in Kununurra we went around the car to assess a possible tour to the Bungle Bungles in 4WD. In the end, unfortunately, if they have not done anything ... a bit 'because the price was really altino (but maybe it was worth it), a little' because I was suffering from a rash, probably due to the sun and mosquitoes killer of Kakadu, and I was not informed enough x insist.
It goes well ... Anyway, in Kununurra we have lost a bit 'too much time and delays on the Great Northern Highway (How dare to call it highway!), Combined with the stupid time of one hour and a half near the border of WA that brings darkness to 5 pm, have meant that at sunset we were still a hundred miles from the nearest town ...
I was driving. On the fourth or fifth zompettava kangaroo on the side of the road I refused to go! At the first rest area we stopped and no other alternative, we put the tent there in the middle of nowhere at the edge of a dusty road in the dark at 5:30 in the afternoon ... When
is said to be "in the middle of nowhere"!
We ate something and we have shut the tent. And every car that we were afraid he would stop (I above!) that Aborigines were drunk all ready to kill and steal ... The worst night of my life ... S =
But we survived and the next morning we arrived triumphantly on the west coast!
Broome is nothing short of fantastic! And as often happens, it is hardly what I expected ... very much smaller and much more travel! Unfortunately, due to rash, I could not enjoy the sun and the beaches of the Caribbean, but it is really a fabulous place ... breathtaking sunsets, photogenic camel caravans on the beach at sunset, white sandy beaches and red cliffs, turquoise water ...
One wonders what makes all those people on the east coast ...
Before leaving the country, we improvised a cocktail on the beach at Cable Beach, with only (because beer and antihistamines do not go well together!) And Doritos, waiting for the camels and sunset ...
leaving Broome we headed south and we camped in Port Hedland, a horrible port city and home to mining giants. From there we decided on a detour of 300 miles inland, to go see the Karijini National Park.
Once again, the rental of the jeep was rejected by the group and the plan was to visit the area accessible to our car and then ask for a possible tour to see the rest of the park the next day.
Already I knew immediately that the place was worth the 300 km ...
We had a fantastic walk along a path through the Dales Gorge, which led us to the natural pools. The water was cold, and since the day threatened rain, none of us had put the costume ... But you could not resist jumping into the water ... It was a swimming pool surrounded by high walls and sometimes red fire falling to the Yellow ocher strapiompo ... a incredible place!
I was really excited about the place, and I could not wait to see the rest the next day ... In the morning I
, Dani and Bent (Vito had decided not to come with us) we are at the visitors center to join the tour ... participants were already there ... vacationers that most vacationers can not be ... "we do? There is still time to escape?" ... "Christina are you?" ... "azz ... yessss!" ... Now we are inside ... then we enjoyed breakfast with tea and muffins more good than I've ever eaten, praying not to have wasted time and money ...
What the Lonely Planet defines one of the most beautiful in Australia ... well ... I confirm that it really is ... The place is called
Oxley Lookout and is the point where four gorges and rivers that converge there come. One hundred meters of steep (over Kings Canyon), the walls close together, the deep red ... is impossible to describe the majesty and power of that place ... Even photos can give an idea ... you just have to be before the show to understand the fascination ... If I think I still have the skin goose ...
At that point, for me, the money for the tour had already been more than well spent ... Instead
was not over here ...
After a super buffet lunch, we ventured down into (a disarming speed!) To wean Gorge. The walk has really surprised ... It was not a path to holiday-makers! = P
For a while we forded the river and the water, GELATISSIMO, came to life. The trail, already difficult, passed from grade 3 to grade 5. We kept only us three and two other brave gentlemen. In practice, we descended along a stream of water, in a passage between two high walls a distance of less than one meter, that last part is thrown in to form a waterfall Pool Handrail ... a piece of paradise hidden in the walls of the gorge. In the last part we dropped a rope down the waterfall.
We did a bathroom fast because time was short and because the water was, if anything, even more cold ... but it was worthless ...
In returning to the coast I could not help but stop not know how many times to photograph the myriad of wild flowers along the road. It 's amazing to think that these beautiful flowers that grow in a land so dry and barren ... Another mystery Australian ...
But emotions are not quite finished here because, once back on shore, we went to the Ningaloo Marine Park and there, I realized my dream ... I swam with a turtle!!
E 'was an experience I will never forget ...
After all the day's search among the corals, I had already resigned. This
the scene and I were Bent to dry in the sun, while Dani and Vito had to be the last swim of the day. At one point I hear screaming "turtle" Dani and I see that kicks like a madman. Of course I thought I was taking about. Instead he continues to wave and I started to come the doubt that he was playing for keeps ... I took the mask and I throw myself into the water ... without fins! Without fins where I go ??!!... I plug my brain ... I go back to take the fins ... and I launch!
Was it really! It was a puppy, turtle, and it was beautiful ... We followed for a while 'before disappearing into the blue ... It 'was a unique experience ...
Turtle aside, the Ningaloo has nothing to envy to the Great Barrier Reef of Queensland (outside dimensions). Turquoise water, coral and fish of all shapes and colors. We did two days of snorkeling, one at Turquoise Bay and Coral Bay ... Another fabulous place ...
That night we camped in Carnarvon where, there being full of seasonal workers, we struggled a bit 'to find a camping spot for our tents. The next morning, at the suggestion of the guide that suggested not to leave the city without having tasted a banana Carnavon , we're shopping at the fruit and vegetables: a bunch of bananas, tomatoes and zucchini giants!
The great thing is that fruit and vegetables are left abandoned at the banquet on the road, along with a list price that invites you to leave the money in an "honesty box "... In Italy (but perhaps also in many other countries) took away the litter box is the money that the meal with fruit =)
And then back in the car at a time of Shark Bay ...
... continue ...
When I look back now, I am wondering if I really did ...
Well, we left the Northern Territory a lifetime ago, precisely on July 25 ... and we got in the way to Kununurra, the first village worthy of the name in Western Australia!
The landscape changes from the start: the mountains of red rock and huge baobab characterize the area of \u200b\u200bthe Kimberley ...
The road is anything but straight and is not uncommon for slow work in progress, a single-lane bridges that cross rivers dry, or cows in the road ! It 's amazing that this is the only road linking the WA with the rest of the continent (and it is not uncommon in the wet season flooding x is closed!).
At the end there was a small change in plans and we stopped a bit 'before Kununurra in a campsite on Lake Argyle, the largest artificial lake in the Southern Hemisphere! We planted the shade of a tent baobab in the morning and we granted an unscheduled stroll around the lake ... that really deserved a break!
arrived in Kununurra we went around the car to assess a possible tour to the Bungle Bungles in 4WD. In the end, unfortunately, if they have not done anything ... a bit 'because the price was really altino (but maybe it was worth it), a little' because I was suffering from a rash, probably due to the sun and mosquitoes killer of Kakadu, and I was not informed enough x insist.
It goes well ... Anyway, in Kununurra we have lost a bit 'too much time and delays on the Great Northern Highway (How dare to call it highway!), Combined with the stupid time of one hour and a half near the border of WA that brings darkness to 5 pm, have meant that at sunset we were still a hundred miles from the nearest town ...
I was driving. On the fourth or fifth zompettava kangaroo on the side of the road I refused to go! At the first rest area we stopped and no other alternative, we put the tent there in the middle of nowhere at the edge of a dusty road in the dark at 5:30 in the afternoon ... When
is said to be "in the middle of nowhere"!
We ate something and we have shut the tent. And every car that we were afraid he would stop (I above!) that Aborigines were drunk all ready to kill and steal ... The worst night of my life ... S =
But we survived and the next morning we arrived triumphantly on the west coast!
Broome is nothing short of fantastic! And as often happens, it is hardly what I expected ... very much smaller and much more travel! Unfortunately, due to rash, I could not enjoy the sun and the beaches of the Caribbean, but it is really a fabulous place ... breathtaking sunsets, photogenic camel caravans on the beach at sunset, white sandy beaches and red cliffs, turquoise water ...
One wonders what makes all those people on the east coast ...
Before leaving the country, we improvised a cocktail on the beach at Cable Beach, with only (because beer and antihistamines do not go well together!) And Doritos, waiting for the camels and sunset ...
leaving Broome we headed south and we camped in Port Hedland, a horrible port city and home to mining giants. From there we decided on a detour of 300 miles inland, to go see the Karijini National Park.
Once again, the rental of the jeep was rejected by the group and the plan was to visit the area accessible to our car and then ask for a possible tour to see the rest of the park the next day.
Already I knew immediately that the place was worth the 300 km ...
We had a fantastic walk along a path through the Dales Gorge, which led us to the natural pools. The water was cold, and since the day threatened rain, none of us had put the costume ... But you could not resist jumping into the water ... It was a swimming pool surrounded by high walls and sometimes red fire falling to the Yellow ocher strapiompo ... a incredible place!
I was really excited about the place, and I could not wait to see the rest the next day ... In the morning I
, Dani and Bent (Vito had decided not to come with us) we are at the visitors center to join the tour ... participants were already there ... vacationers that most vacationers can not be ... "we do? There is still time to escape?" ... "Christina are you?" ... "azz ... yessss!" ... Now we are inside ... then we enjoyed breakfast with tea and muffins more good than I've ever eaten, praying not to have wasted time and money ...
What the Lonely Planet defines one of the most beautiful in Australia ... well ... I confirm that it really is ... The place is called
Oxley Lookout and is the point where four gorges and rivers that converge there come. One hundred meters of steep (over Kings Canyon), the walls close together, the deep red ... is impossible to describe the majesty and power of that place ... Even photos can give an idea ... you just have to be before the show to understand the fascination ... If I think I still have the skin goose ...
At that point, for me, the money for the tour had already been more than well spent ... Instead
was not over here ...
After a super buffet lunch, we ventured down into (a disarming speed!) To wean Gorge. The walk has really surprised ... It was not a path to holiday-makers! = P
For a while we forded the river and the water, GELATISSIMO, came to life. The trail, already difficult, passed from grade 3 to grade 5. We kept only us three and two other brave gentlemen. In practice, we descended along a stream of water, in a passage between two high walls a distance of less than one meter, that last part is thrown in to form a waterfall Pool Handrail ... a piece of paradise hidden in the walls of the gorge. In the last part we dropped a rope down the waterfall.
We did a bathroom fast because time was short and because the water was, if anything, even more cold ... but it was worthless ...
In returning to the coast I could not help but stop not know how many times to photograph the myriad of wild flowers along the road. It 's amazing to think that these beautiful flowers that grow in a land so dry and barren ... Another mystery Australian ...
But emotions are not quite finished here because, once back on shore, we went to the Ningaloo Marine Park and there, I realized my dream ... I swam with a turtle!!
E 'was an experience I will never forget ...
After all the day's search among the corals, I had already resigned. This
the scene and I were Bent to dry in the sun, while Dani and Vito had to be the last swim of the day. At one point I hear screaming "turtle" Dani and I see that kicks like a madman. Of course I thought I was taking about. Instead he continues to wave and I started to come the doubt that he was playing for keeps ... I took the mask and I throw myself into the water ... without fins! Without fins where I go ??!!... I plug my brain ... I go back to take the fins ... and I launch!
Was it really! It was a puppy, turtle, and it was beautiful ... We followed for a while 'before disappearing into the blue ... It 'was a unique experience ...
Turtle aside, the Ningaloo has nothing to envy to the Great Barrier Reef of Queensland (outside dimensions). Turquoise water, coral and fish of all shapes and colors. We did two days of snorkeling, one at Turquoise Bay and Coral Bay ... Another fabulous place ...
That night we camped in Carnarvon where, there being full of seasonal workers, we struggled a bit 'to find a camping spot for our tents. The next morning, at the suggestion of the guide that suggested not to leave the city without having tasted a banana Carnavon , we're shopping at the fruit and vegetables: a bunch of bananas, tomatoes and zucchini giants!
The great thing is that fruit and vegetables are left abandoned at the banquet on the road, along with a list price that invites you to leave the money in an "honesty box "... In Italy (but perhaps also in many other countries) took away the litter box is the money that the meal with fruit =)
And then back in the car at a time of Shark Bay ...
... continue ...
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